Embarrassment of Golden Dragon Tails

The mage has been lying down for three days.During these three days, Tails basically wandered around the town of Bieshawo.Before the mage fell asleep, he had lifted most of the restrictions imposed on him. Apart from not being able to escape, Tails could do whatever he wanted. Not only could he change his form at will, but with the mage falling asleep, his range of activities was much wider. Almost enough for him to fly to Crystalsong Jill.

Since he returned to the dragon form in front of the townspeople, most of the residents of Don't Kill me are trembling every time they see him, especially the only doctor, Mr. Flynn, who is the best among them.Whenever Tails visited the mage, he could hear the unsightly clinking of his teeth.And if Tails faced the mage alone, he felt very awkward. Even if the mage was still asleep, Tails didn't know where to put his hands and feet.Therefore, Tails simply left the town and only came to visit the mage briefly after nightfall every day.

The mage looked very well, his face was gradually rosy, and his breathing became more stable. Tails could feel that his lost mental power was gradually recovering.Therefore, Tails is very relieved.During these three days, he was flying almost freely, enjoying the fun of flying to the fullest.The opportunity has not come easily, and he has been chained for too long.

The sky is vast, and all this has not been seen for a long time.

At this moment, Tails was not flying.He landed on a mountain, grinding his claws on the highest rock, with mixed emotions.

For Tails, the soul blood contract has gradually become less important from the initial symbol of humiliation.The mage's drive to him has always been limited. When he kept his human form for a long time, he gradually got used to the shackles. Apart from having to obey the mage, he was satisfied with his living conditions - the mage's cooking skills were very good, and Charlie could The experience of being bullied by him and taking risks with Hill, Sally and others gave him a different experience.Also, Vera didn't seem so...hateful.

The mage's ordinary and mean face came to Tails' mind, with loose black hair, raised eyebrows, slender black eyes curled up, revealing a sinister and mean smile...

At first, Tails hated Vera's smile extremely, but later... he often unconsciously began to miss Vera's expression.

Tails had seriously thought about it. If the mage was not too much, then, according to the conditions proposed by the mage, obeying the contract and obeying his orders until the end of the mage's life was not unacceptable.

Tails hadn't felt alone for a long time since being forced to come to this mage's tower on the edge of the random forest, and now...he hesitated.

After so long without flying freely, the sky seemed to ignite his soul again, giving him freedom, but at the same time reminding him every moment, telling him that this short-term freedom was just luck, in fact, his soul was still bound. Wearing heavy shackles.Now, Tails felt the shackles of the Soul Blood Pact very clearly.He had almost gotten used to the restraint during his long stay in human form, and after a few days of free flying, it became quite... uncomfortable for him.

After a few months, Tails once again felt the deep loneliness and humiliation that followed him everywhere.

He raised his head and looked up at the sky, his golden-brown eyes narrowed slightly in the sunlight, staring at the comfortable clouds in the sky.

free.

An unattainable vocabulary.

Since ancient times, dragons have been symbols of great power.Tails understood that it was impossible for Vera to let him go.

The Soul Blood Pact is a witchcraft handed down from ancient times, and only some dragons and a very small number of humans know it.Tails once tested Sally, and concluded that, as a powerful mage, Sally seemed to know nothing about the Soulblood Pact.And Vera knew it, not only knew it, but also applied it freely.He beat himself to the ground, crushed his will with prolonged hunger and despair, and then pressed the last straw with the smell of food...to force himself to compromise, and he also used extremely despicable means to control himself, forcing himself to surrender his real name , signed the soul blood contract.All of this is too... logical, it seems... planned for a long time.

It has been planned for a long time!

Something instantly collapsed in Tails' heart.

Almost immediately, Tails understood what it was.With the help of the golden dragon's natural perception of spell-like power, Tails understood that it was a small charm-like spell that was not unusual.This spell itself is not difficult, the difficulty is to maintain it for a long time, not to be discovered by the recipient, and to maintain its original effect accurately.Tails suddenly understood why Vera didn't allow him to return to his dragon form. In human form, his ability to perceive and break spells is very limited, and it is almost impossible to detect it; and magic and fire are the talents of golden dragons, which have long confused a golden dragon. , is simply impossible.

This spell has two functions: one is to make the subject "can't think of" something and avoid it subconsciously; the other is to weaken the subject's hostility towards the caster.

Therefore, Tails has never carefully investigated why there is an attractive aroma on his home route, why he "accidentally" drank too much, and then why he "accidentally" fell into that narrow and cramped place. cave.And...Tals clenched his teeth—the rock wall of that cave was so hard and smooth, and he stayed there for more than 20 days, and he didn't even see a single bug!

He didn't think of these things at the time, and he never thought of them later.

He always thought that the sorcerer just happened to pass by there, adding insult to injury by the way.

After that, even in the face of the humiliation of being driven and enslaved, he seldom really intended to kill the mage.

Everything is explained.

Tails could hardly believe it.

Vera's figure flashed in his mind again, lying on his side on the dilapidated bluestone slab, with disheveled hair, pale face, eyes closed, life and death unknown.Immediately afterwards, Tails remembered that in the deep darkness of the underground temple, the mage let go of his hypocrisy, showed him a gentle smile, and told him under the dim light of the crystal ball: You go behind.

Delicious food owed again and again, a little bit of accumulated trust, and... a vest embroidered with gold and silver threads.

……

Tails hesitated.

He blinked his golden-brown eyes slowly, spread out his butterfly-like wings, and with a trace of luck, he flew towards the cave in his memory...

Everything Tails felt shattered his luck.

In the form of a dragon, he keenly sensed that inside and around the cave, there were a large number of traces of confinement and charm spells. These remnants were extremely thin, and apart from golden dragons, even some powerful mages could hardly perceive them.Apparently, Vera knew this, so he cast a long-lasting charm spell on himself to prevent himself from getting to the bottom of it.

Long-planned.

The facts became clear.

Standing at the bottom of the cave, Tails looked at the dim light of the sky through the slit above his head, feeling cold in his heart...

Seventh Story Solitude and Freedom